"I really don't know who is behind the scenes. It's the senior sister who takes the order, not me."
Lin'er wanted to cry but had no tears.
Think of him as a twenty-year-old man who was tortured crazy by compulsory education.
Is it easy for him?
Yan Zhan frowned slightly and turned to leave.
I don’t want to say it because I haven’t suffered enough.
"Wait!" Seeing that Yan Zhan was about to leave, Lin'er immediately stopped him.
He didn't want to miss this opportunity.
If Yan Zhan left, he was afraid that he would be sent away by the political, history and regional examination paper next time.
Yan Zhan stopped and looked back at him.
"I, although I don't know the mastermind behind the scenes, I can apply to contact the parents!"
The master didn't know what he was doing out there, so he didn't come to see him for a long time.
But he believed that as long as he contacted the master, he would come and redeem his life.
Who makes him the most valued disciple of the master?
Master Lin: No, you are not!
"Can."
Of course Yan Zhan nodded.
Their Thief Sect may have special contact information. Yan Zhan had not found out the existence of the master through this pair of seniors before.
Under police surveillance, Lin'er called Master's phone number.
He called directly without fear of them tracing the number.
After all, the real-name system for mobile phone cards has not started yet, so it is easy to track the approximate location, but by the time they track the person, the master may have escaped long ago.
After all, he is the master of the thief sect. If he didn't have two brushes, he probably wouldn't dare to come out and mess around.
Lin'er dialed the phone, but before he could say anything, the other person yelled:
"What the hell did you go to, you little bastard? You dared to run around before you even left school. Do you have to be arrested like your senior sister to feel at ease?"
"Your son, please come back to me as soon as possible. Do you believe that if you don't come back, my wife will break your legs if I find you?"
"..."
They were yelling and cursing for twenty minutes, and Yan Zhan and the police officers present were forced to listen for twenty minutes.
The legendary master of the Thieves Sect speaks Sichuan dialect and scolds his apprentices bloody.
Yan Zhan and the deputy director in charge of the case looked at each other.
Both of them were a little speechless.
Especially Deputy Director Liang.
He thought that the boss of this legendary mysterious organization was a very shrewd and scheming figure.
But I didn't expect that the other party was a completely defenseless fool.
A little policeman next to him was holding a computer and quickly tracking down the specific address of the master of the Thieving Sect on the other end of the phone.
But I found that the other party's positioning kept changing.
Moreover, sometimes it is abroad and sometimes it is at home, it is very complicated.
"The sect leader was cursing just now, could it be to reduce our suspicion?" Deputy Director Liang expressed doubts.
At this time, an old man in a mountain range at a certain border point was running back and forth following an Erha.
"Third brother, you are too fat. Run quickly and run a few more laps!"
After he finished speaking, he seriously asked the apprentice on the other end of the phone: "Tell me, where did you go?"
When the master scolded him, Lin'er had already put the phone farthest away from him and just within earshot.
At this moment, I heard that Master finally asked about business, and then said: "I am currently sent to the detention center by Yan Zhan, the young entrepreneur who was sent to City C."
He was afraid that Master wouldn't remember it, so he added: "Is this the one that Senior Sister took the order before and missed?"
"What? Why did you go to provoke him again? Didn't I let you go? Are you and your senior sister going to make braised vegetables when your ears grow? Both of you are so careless!"
When he heard that his apprentice had provoked Yan Zhan, Master Lin scolded him even more fiercely on the phone.